All this time, all my life,
I’ve let you rule me.
Everything I am, everything I do,
Is under your control.
Never have I spoken,
Have I thought or taken breath,
Without it being wished by you.
Always cautious of everything I do.
Hoping never to offend you,
To discredit or displease you,
Knowing you rely entirely on me,
For your happiness.
I am yours, I am yours, I am yours.
I am your doll,
lifeless and feeble with your attention,
I am your puppet,
silent and wooden without your instruction,
I am your child,
Desperately seeking your approval,
It’s taken my that long
To realize I can’t.
I can’t be your doll,
I can’t be your mouthpiece
or your mirror.
I can’t be you.
I am not yours, I am not yours, I am not yours.